But in dryness the pine takes root
But in dryness the pine takes root
grown from there towards the free wind
which I order and say with a few letters
of a brief and most noble and eternal word:
I, old trunk, grow up above the old sea,
I shade and guard the way through my path,
in me rests the light and I calm the night,
I turn the harsh voice into the bare rock of song.
Autor(es): Salvador Espriu, Raimon
